April 5, 2005

  • I have a big bruise on my hip, and I have eaten all the snacks in the cupboard. The chocolatey ones, at least.

    Bedtime in this house is like one of those sleepover parties you go to
    as a kid. It's all giggling and snorting and blanket-monsters and
    cracking jokes and romp-stomping around the house until a grownup
    hollers from upstairs: "WILL YOU DAMN KIDS JUST GO TO SLEEP ALREADY?!"

    except we're the only grownups around here. bahahaha. right.

    I am so graceful. This was me, scampering across the floor at two am, as Tristen describes the scene.

    "hee hee hee!"

    and then

    WHUMP

    I fell on my ass.

    Apparently, i wiped out on a wayward sock. Ow.

Comments (3)

  • Gotta watch out for those wayward sock monsters, they're tricky things in the early hours!

  • Hey, it was good to see you too. Sorry I didn't stay and chat; you seemed busy and it would have been a confusing situation to explain to my friend (the middle-aged beatnik dude). But you can expect to see me lurking around a fair amount as summer draws closer! I always loved it there.

  • Egads, for some reason it wasn't letting me know you updated. Hmm. Took a sock to bring me back I guess..

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